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[11 Jun 2007|08:14pm] |
[RULES]
* You must comment to be added.
* My journal is personal and I do not have time to deal with people who bring a lot of drama. I have had enough drama in my real life to have to deal with it in my virtual one. Which brings me into my other rule
* I will rarely ever add someone to my friends page who I know in real life. I like to talk about things that happen in my real life that I do not want other people to find out about.
* Do not add me to make anything. I am bad at that. look in communities and interest searches for that.
* I am a rabid anime/manga fan.
* I am a liberal. I do not want to argue with conservatives in you journal. I respect your opinion, please respect mine.
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[17 Jun 2006|04:28pm] |
This section was suppose to fit somewhere into the Roomates ark. I couldn't help writing it though and here it is. Some more is written but this seems like the best place to stop.
( Read more... )
I'm not all together happy with it, and I mostly posted it so if I lose the hard copy again it isn't lost forever. But here it is.
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[15 Jun 2006|01:55pm] |
Since I haven't felt like writing anything lately maybe I will just show you guys what I've been doing lately.
( Rubber Cement is my friend... )
And yes, sorry Jahni. I will be leaving on August 13th.
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| President Quiz |
[23 Jan 2006|10:50am] |
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Sparked by the series by History Channel, how much do you know about the presidents? Aim for one sentance a president. ( List )
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[01 May 2005|05:43pm] |
I can stop at anytime.
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[19 Apr 2005|02:38pm] |
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Why? Because I can.
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[11 Apr 2005|02:10pm] |
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Umm... I have a lot (50) g-mail invites in case anyone wants one. Just comment if you do.
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[22 Jan 2004|09:33pm] |
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[21 Oct 2003|07:21pm] |
"What?" Trunks explained surprised. "Why do you…"
"It’s just not what I expected it to be." He glanced into her eyes to see if she meant what she was saying and regrettably found his answer.
"Are you sure?" He placed a hand on her shoulder and didn't realize he was begging her to take back her words.
She nodded offering a pathetic smile. "the best of luck with everything. I hope you don't take anything that happened between us personally. It is just that…"
"Wait your leaving not just me?"
*~*
Trunks wasn't a cryer. He could only remember one other time in his whole life he had shed tears and that was when he lost Goten to the androids and now he was lossing Makoto.
He was a sayian known for his strength as well as he masculinity and his unability to real with emotions. Yet he could feel those Damn drops building up in his eyes and he made no effort to hide them. He had finally found someone who decided to walk away from what Trunks thought was a perfect relationship.
But what did he know? He thought bitterely and with a half broken heart he heard her answer.
"Yes Regretably."
*~*
Makoto didn't realize he would take it this hard. Sure she naturally didn't expect it to be a garden of roses, but tears for her? No one had cried for, no no gave a shit about her since her mom died and now she finally found someone who did.
She almost changed her mind, tell him she was kidding it was a big joke and agree to marry him, change everything about herself to make him happy, but ordered herself to say no. After all changing into someone you aren't to please other people always ended in disaster, she had learned that from personal experience.
"How long." He chooked out, meaning how long they had left to be together and she understood.
"Tommorrow."
"Why so soon?"
'Because I'm worried that if I stay for to much longer I won't be able to leave, that my heart will just give in.' Instead of stating her true reason for leaving she just shrugged, acting like it meant nothing in the world when really it meant everything in the world. "Seems like a good time to leave." She lied to him.
He knew she wouldn't tell him the truth and didn't push any further but that didn't mean he wouldn't give up.
"Why?" he asked the most important question running through his head.
*~*
"This planet isn't enough for me, Trunks. You of all people should know that." She told him.
"Then let me come with you." He pleaded. Makoto thought about how exploring the stars with trunks would be amazing, but as soon as the thought flashed through her head it went sour.
"No trunks, you know that it isn't the right life for you." At that moment in her life Makoto realized she loved Trunks, that she had all along. And it wasn't that junior high 'I love everythign about you kind of love' there was something deeper in it than that, she loved him enough to not be selfish and keep him to herself but to give him to his family the ones who needed him the most. Even if it left her alone, after all of those years shouldn't she be used to it?
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"I want something of your." She told him. "To remember you by." Thinking for a second he quickly took off his famous short jacket, whom she teased him for. He held it out to her, taking her rose earrings she offered.
With her rings still in hand, he opened his arms and excepted Makoto into them. They both held onto each other desperately, not wanting the moment to end but both knowing that it had to.
"I'll always remember you" He admitted into her ear. " and I'll always love you." Trunks had finally stopped bickering for this is what she needed in her life and he knew he couldn't change it.
"I will to. I love you Idiot boy." It was the first time he had heard it from her and ironically it wasn't what he expected it to be. Reluctantly letting go of the woman in his arms, he stared into her face and found everything in it mirrored hers, they both shared the same desperation, love, knowledge and fear of what the future could hold for them.
Somehow their lips met and Trunks poured all of his love into the kiss, trying to tell her everything his words couldn't.
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In the kiss all of Makoto's memories with Trunks flashed through her mind the good and the bad. She kissed him back knowing she would never find a better man in the entire universe, no matter how long or hard she looked. Trunks was the best it got.
Epilouge
Makoto left the next day before sunrise without saying goodbye. She left a note on her bed which Chi chi found in the morning. The note thanked everyone for their generosity.
Trunks arrived at the Son house shortly after Chi chi found the note, never getting to say goodbye to Makoto.
5 years had passed and Trunks and Goten were now college seniors. Trunkjs had finally started to date again, thanks to the stress from his mom, but hadn't been in a serious relationship since that fateful night.
As for Makoto, no one was exactually sure what happened to her, she had yet to return to Earth and no one was even sure if she was even alive, But Trunks believed she would. He kissed her rose earrings and the one picture he had of her on his nightstand every night waiting for his love to come back home.
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| Random writing. |
[19 Oct 2003|08:00pm] |
Oh that, it didn't really happen."
*~*
It was a lie and he knew it as well as she did the second it left her mouth. Breathing deeply to try to let out his frustration he felt at her, at him, at the whole situation really. Why couldn't she trust him?
Here he was dating someone he viewed as a potential soul mate but there was a catch there always a catch when something came to him.
'Why don't you trust me!?' he wanted to scream at her but he didn't, he couldn't , he was to much of a gentleman to do that and he cursed mentally because of that.
He slowly rose his blue eyes full of pain he hoped she didn't see to met hers. Looking into his eyes he said something wasn't sure he felt. "I understand."
*~*
Makoto didn't know what to think. How could she? All of this foriegn emotion exciting and scared her at the same time. She was with Trunks which was what she wanted but how come she couldn't be happy? But how come when it had to do with anything about Trunks she felt scared? He told he before that he would wait forever for her but she doubted he actually ment that after what had happened after all of the times he lied to her. She doubted she could ever truely trust him.
She felt close to him the first night they spent together, time just flew by but why couldn't she talk to him now? Even when he asked her about her past about the simplest thing in it, something he already knew, how come she couldn't now?
"I'm not sure if this is right."
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[14 May 2003|02:32pm] |
Nothing mattered anymore. Quatre decided. For Trowa was dead.
Makoto was worried. Even when they were dating Heero never acted like this. Duo called and asked him to help find Heero and bring his back, that she was the only one that had a fucking clue as to where he was. The girl wasn't native enough to believe that was all he wanted to do, but Makoto couldn't help but feel bad for him, one of his friends had died and Makoto knew how that felt, for she lost her parents when she was young.
Duo and Hilde looked so much in love, so sickening that it almost made the brunette gag. How could either of them have even had the idea of breaking up? she wondered. They didn't seem like they could go more than 5 feet from each other for longer than 5 seconds and breaking for 2 months? Makoto sighed deeply. Love was strange and mysterious but she had no time to worry about loev and all of it's mysteries. She had better things to do, like finding Heero.
He should be somewhere around here. Makoto thought. He always did love the water. Catching a glance of spiky brown hair she walked towards it. Heero. she sighed mentally in releif. Now the hard part was ahead of her, trying to convince him to go home...
At first glance Duo and Hilde didn't look like they would even be friends, yet alone so helplessly in love with each other. Hilde was smart and Duo, well, let's just say he's not the brightest crayon in the box. Duo was fun loving and loved to tease people and Hilde, Hilde seemed to be to serious for Duo.
Trowa had always been the level headed member of the group. Heero thought he would be the last one to die being so cautious and careful about everything and now ironicly he was dead. Heero always believed in a noble death, sacraficing his life to save someone innocent. But know all that Heero could think about was something that completely shattered how he previously felt. Death was still death regardless of how is was achieved.
"Trowa didn't deserve to die." Heero said brokenly staring out into the ocean.
"No he didn't." a voice behind his aggreed. "No one ever deserves it." she shook her head sadfully.
"Makoto?" he asked suprized. "How did you find me?" his strong exterior was shatered for a moment as she caught him off guard.
"Did you honestly think you could hide from me Heero?" she asked honestly.
"Why are you here?" he asked coldly, finally regaining his Perect Soldier outerior.
"I wanted to make sure you were going okay." Makoto responded.
Heero glared at her. "I'm going fine now go." he stated ruefully.
"Heero, look at yourself,
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[30 Apr 2003|02:23pm] |
Where has Sumi been you wonder? Mostly playing Meerca Chase on Neopets. I AM going to get onto the high score table one of these days...
On other news, stumbled upon a neat site. Http://www.angelfire.com/journal/BiBo/
Various Japanese Expressions for the site....
anataniwa kamino bananawa mottainai - I don't think that you deserve the holy banana
bakana amelikajin - stupid american
doozo yoroshiku - may I ask you to be kind to me
furenchifuraiwo tsuketekudasai - I would like fries with that
kosokue - fuck you
moshi bakanakotowo ittara gomennasai - pardon me while I say something stupid
mukatsuku - I'm getting pissed (slang)
nihonji dakedo - japanese only
watashiwa anatani warukuchiwo iu - I am putting a curse on you
watashiwa jibunno kangaeni maketeiru - I am losing a fight with my mind
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| Have i mentioned how much i hate packing? Hmm? |
[09 Mar 2003|06:29pm] |
As I stated in the subject packing sucks. My favorite stuffed animal (and yes i still have them) Curious George got ruined in the fire along with practicly everything else. A bunch of people (most whom i don't even know) came over and helped clean out the house.
Mom says everything has to go carpets, walls, cellings, floors (which is in a since the same thing) all have to be replaced. ^ months is the estimate on how long we have to be out of the house meaning 6 months in a crappy shitty rental house. Hopefully it won't be that crappy since i know the person who used to live in that house but judging from the last rent house we had in Kirksville it won't be pleasant.
Yet i'm not as emotional as i thought i would be. School was normal (it's spring break now, some spring break) no one really said anything meaning no one watches the news, like me, or no one bothered to say anything. I hope it was the first.
Laundry sucks, my dad has been at the laundry mat for 2 days straight washing all of our clothes to try to get out the smell of the fire. Shrinking everything like he normally does.
I don't know why i'm dissabling comments, probably because i'm to tired of talkign to people.
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[14 Dec 2002|01:49pm] |
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i'm consituring either making this journal private or deleting it. I never am updating it and it all seems like tp big of a waste, yet i always have had trouble letting go of things. I'll consiture it for a while.
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